the mountains, trees, and rivers change their appearance with the vicissitudes of times and season's as a man changes with his experiences and emotions.
fifty-four times have I encircled the sun, and yet I do not feel as if I am a man, for there are lots of things to consider, knowledge to gain, and ideas to ponder...
I have walked through the paths of life, have climbed its mountains and tread its valleys, followed its rivers with every might and strength my heart and soul could entrust.
But every mountain climbed, and every valleys tread, and rivers followed another one of which may stand in front of me, and I am continually awed.
Life is like chasing the wind, running around in circles, never ending nor beginning like an ever spinning wheel...
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